Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Category: Creative Writing
Prose and Poetry
Tiki, Tiki, Tiki…From Every Angle
This week we are challenged to photograph a single object or scene from several angles. I selected the Tiki sculpture in the center of the newly renovated lobby of the Polynesian Village, at WDW. https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_photo_challenge/from-every-angle/
Downtown
Photo Friday …Downtown, prompted me to post a small gallery of downtown scenes, and a sonnet (of course).
The Journey
I expect incredibly vibrant sunrise shots and mirrored reflections of the Seven Seas Lagoon; but some of my more memorable moments come from unexpected sights and sounds encountered along the way.
After The Storm
The drenching storms that caused such havoc through the night, were gone by morning’s first light. A clean and freshly showered landscape has always had a positive effect on my spirits and on this day, I knew I just had to go for a walk up to Brightwood Park, my favorite “Green Acres” reservation.
Sand Prints
Denizens of the beach at Polynesian Village scurry for breakfast, leaving their tracks in the freshly-raked sand.
Sunset on The Seven Seas
The end of the day, at our Polynesian Village, another incredible sunset, after another memorable day in our little piece of a peaceful world.
Our Daily Bread
Our Daily Bread …a villanelle about inspiration; inspired by a stunning spider’s web that glistened in the morning rays of sun, pouring through my kitchen window.
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Sculpted Scroll
Sculpted Scroll…a sonnet to ponder the fascinating history of an ancient implement of survival, photographed while on display at the museum on Caguas, Puerto Rico.
Berryman Place
“…Berryman Place….As an impressionable nine year old, I was relieved that it wasn’t “Bury man Place”. I don’t recall having seen any “berry” men, but I do remember the “Ice Man”, the “Milk Man”, the “Soda Man”, the “Coal Man”, the “Knife-sharpening Man” and (my favorite) the “Ice Cream Man”…read more…
Clinging Vine
While soaking in the wonder of a Berkshire sunrise, I was struck by the insistence of nature, evident in this tendril of new growth, clinging to the stone bridge over a babbling brook. “My Lord, What a Morning,”
Lighthouse in the Mist, Cape May, NJ
Bandit
Festive View from the Pub, Peddler’s Village – Lahaska, PA.
Home Sweet Home
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